I was looking for a place to sit in a crowded kopitiam when
I spotted an elderly aunty sitting by herself. Gotten her permission to sit with her, I asked
if she recognised me. She was an elderly lady who used to frequent the food stall
my father runs with me as his helper. Reminding her of that, she not only remembers
my father and I but also my name and my sister’s name.
Wow! I reckoned she is at least in her mid-seventies now and
I haven’t seen her for at least 6 years. She may speak slowly but that’s just
her gentle nature. Her mind is apparently still sharp as ever. And when she
walked away after her breakfast, she still has very steady steps. I attributed this
strength to the simple fact that she is still active and moving about, taking
an active role in looking after her family welfare.
Looking back almost to the beginning of time, when God
created Adam and Eve, and they resided in the paradise on earth, they were
never expected to do nothing and just eat sweet delicious fruits all day.
Instead they were expected to tend the Garden of Eden. We are never created to
be idle. Work we must and blessed we should feel for the works that come our
way.
Who wants to sit on the couches all days doing nothing
anyway, even if we deserve that every once in a while? So thank God for work,
even if I have to wake up early in the morning, brave the inevitable city jam and
come home feeling tired from work because it pays the bill, fills my day and
let me meet old friends and make new ones. Because the alternative of work
would be unbearingly unfulfilling loaf. Amen.
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